Imagery

Look at me, what do you see? I see a girl standing tall Look at me, who do You see? I see a girl who’s wonderful Sometimes we look in the mirror Not liking what we see But then You chime into our thoughts And let me know that You love me We stand outside the door Not wanting to go in Everyone is watching So we put on our plastic grin Standing up during worship While praising Your Holy name We stifle our emotions To express them would look lame You weren’t afraid of anything Not even when crucified If You can endure grief Why must I pretend to be dignified? Looking in the mirror I want to see Your face Because You’re the only one I seek Living with You there is no disgrace